MALIANTEO 420 (Volumen 3) (part. DT.Bilardo)
(Ah, ahora si, bro)
Creo que me la sé
Eh
L-Gante Keloke
Eh (Bilardo está en el beat, oh)
A mi—, a mi—, ah
A mí me gustan las maleantosa'
Y a ella le gustan los poderoso'
Nosotro' puesto' para otra cosa
Acostumbrado a lo peligroso
Y si me están tirando a mí, que me nombren
La calle es pa' hombre'
Que yo me cargo al hombro todo' mis problema'
Que se porten bonito, la calle esta que quema
Yo juego y no compito con los del sistema
Si le pinta, que pase la ubica que al toquе la caigo con toda la clicka
To' lo baila tu chica y con el sopi lo salpica
Yo tengo la nota, la data, la dejo volada como una azafata
Eso' gato' no bancan la toma, lе doy pa' que coman, la envidia los mata
Yo encaro con todo' los perro', cazando a los gato', los gato' a las ratas
Si quieren pasar en la chata, el fierro que yo tengo te rompe la lata
No compro con el fantasmeó porque mi respeto nunca vale plata
La pinto y siempre nos delatan, se van las chicas cuando yo diga basta
Yo me mantengo un lado, callado, ya tú sabe'
Bien activado con la nave y los metale'
Si te hacen renegar, entonces, dale
Yo siempre ando en la mía y lo mío a ello' no les sale
Muestro un alta gama, pero toda' son del socio
Lo mío es mío, yo ando puesto pa'l negocio
Salgo en la tele, me hacen cartel de mafioso
A vario' les duele cuando uno es exitoso
Mientras me frontean con chiquitaje yo ando escondiendo la contra
La limusina va en nombre de mi compa
Si la hacen larga, nosotro' la hacemo' corta
Somo' del corte por eso no nos soportan
Siempre al ritmo de la villa, en la calle enamorado
Yo paro con guachos turro', no con cheto apadrinado
Si el ambiente está caliente, yo lo dejo congelado
No me falten el respeto que ando bastante afilado
La envidia de los gile' me resbala
Pana mío anda en mi banda y en banda no lo avalan a ustede'
Tienen full plástica hasta las bala'
Nosotro' negros villero' juntándola en pala
El maleanteo verdadero no lo va' a ver en las rede'
Compa, hablemo' de billete' y si no que esperen
Yo siempre hice lo que quise porque yo jama' dependí de ustede'
Ando subiendo de level, poco' son los que se atreven
Los cortamo' si saco la Blade
Yo ando girando como un Beyblade
La gata me dice "Rey" , somo' cinco como sei'
Vo' sabe' que es la que hay, por vo' traje mucho Nike
Mucha coca y nunca es light, el má' cumbiero de los pai'
Maleanteo 420 pa' que se sientan zarpado'
En la segunda 'taba piola, en la tercera re ganado
No esperen un atentado porque ya están refugiado'
Y a los gato' del condado los dejamo' re quebrado'
A todo' eso' que roncaban
Que prometieron bronca pero nunca hicieron nada
Acá le dedicamo' unas palabra'
Perro que muerde, no ladra y mucho meno' si le sobra la guitarra
Acá le metemo' barra, caemo' aunque este la gorra
Si tiene' miedo, que corra, que no va a tener socorro
Si ustede' me tiran barra', yo se las parto en el gorro
Siempre al ritmo de la jarra y el fuego pa' fumar porro
Mis compa bailan cumbia 420, también cumbia colombiana
Pa' los delincuente', los que están en cana
El Negro Dub sonando cumbia mafia
Tenemo' droga y no de la farmacia
Le' damo' castigo con todo' los bandido'
Andamo' sembrando el pánico descorchando en un Lincoln
Tengo tussi de color en la guantera del motor
Tu banda nos tiene terror porque siempre andamo' a vapor
La gente me pide favore' como si yo fuera gobernador
Lo' wachine' del barrio encaran como elevador
Acá no chamuyamo', vo' sabe', está la mejor
Siempre estamo' activo pa'l barrio porque para mí es un honor
Y si pintan problema', no me tire' la causa
Los ñeris con el cucharón revolviendo la salsa
Que no flasheen confianza, que toquen la comparsa
Respeto pa'l gordo Valor y también para el Garza
Ea
DT-DT, DT-DT. Bilardo
Eh, maleanteo 420, 3
Cumbia 420 pa' los negro'
Maxi El Brother
Del barrio pa'l mundo
MALIANTEO 420 (Volume 3) (part. DT.Bilardo)
(Ah, now yes, bro)
I think I know it
Hey
L-Ghent Keloke
Eh (Bilardo is on the beat, oh)
To me—, to me—, ah
I like thugs
And she likes the powerful'
We're set for something else
Accustomed to the dangerous
And if they are shooting at me, let them name me
The street is for men
That I carry all my problems on my shoulder
Be nice, the street is burning
I play and I do not compete with those of the system
If it paints it, let it happen, because when I touch it I will hit it with all the click
Your girl dances everything and splashes it with the sopi
I have the note, the date, I leave it flying like a stewardess
They don't pay for that cat, I give it so they can eat, envy kills them
I face the dogs with everything, hunting the cats, the cats the rats
If they want to pass in the flat, the iron that I have will break the can
I don't buy with the fantasmeó because my respect is never worth money
I paint it and they always give us away, the girls leave when I say enough is enough
I stay on one side, quiet, you already know'
Well activated with the ship and the metals'
If they make you renege, then give it
I always do my thing and mine doesn't work out for them
I show a high range, but they all belong to the partner
What's mine is mine, I'm all about business
I appear on TV, they make me a mafia poster
It hurts several people when one is successful
While they confront me with little ones, I am hiding the opposition
The limousine is in the name of my friend
If they make it long, we make it short
We are from the court that's why they can't stand us
Always at the rhythm of the town, on the street in love
I stop with guachos turro', not with sponsored cheto
If the environment is hot, I leave it frozen
Don't disrespect me, I'm pretty sharp
The envy of the gile' slips me
My friend is in my band and the band does not support you'
They have full plastic even the bullets
We 'villero blacks' putting it together in a shovel
You won't see real mischief on the networks
Compa, let's talk about the ticket and if not, wait
I always did what I wanted because I never depended on you
I'm raising my level, there are few who dare
We'll cut them if I take out the Blade
I'm spinning like a Beyblade
The cat calls me "King", there are five of us
You know what it is, that's why I brought a lot of Nike
A lot of coke and it's never light, the most cumbiero of the country
Maleanteo 420 so that they feel left behind
In the second 'taba piola, in the third I won
Don't expect an attack because you are already a refugee.'
And we leave the cats of the county 're bankrupt'
To all that' that they snored
They promised fights but never did anything
Here we dedicate a few words to you
Dog that bites, does not bark, much less if he has too much guitar
Here we put a bar, we fall even if the cap is on
If he's afraid, let him run, he's not going to get help
If you throw a bar at me, I'll break it into your hat
Always to the rhythm of the jug and the fire to smoke a joint
My friends dance cumbia 420, also Colombian cumbia
For the criminals, those who are in prison
El Negro Dub playing cumbia mafia
We have drugs and not from the pharmacy
We give him punishment with all the bandits
We're spreading panic by popping the cork in a Lincoln
I have colored tussi in the engine glove compartment
Your band is terrified of us because we always walk on steam
People ask me favors as if I were governor
The 'wachine' of the neighborhood face like an elevator
We don't chamuyamo here, you know, it's the best
We are always active in the neighborhood because for me it is an honor
And if they look like a problem, don't give me the cause
The ñeris with the ladle stirring the sauce
Let them not flash confidence, let them play the troupe
Respect for fat Valor and also for Heron
Eah
DT-DT, DT-DT. Bilardo
Hey, thuggish 420, 3
Cumbia 420 for the blacks
Maxi The Brother
From the neighborhood to the world